Judgment Day

Текст песни Alex Stiebling Method Man - Judgment Day

Judgement Day Lyrics[Intro: Method Man]
First, there was the collapse of civilization
Anarchy, genocide, starvation
Then, when it seemed like shit couldn't get any more fucked up
We got the Plague, the Living Death
Closing his icy grip around the whole planet
Then the rumors started
The last hardcore MCs were working on the cure, that would end the pestilence
Why?
I like the death
I like the misery
I like this world
The Final Frontier
These are the voyages of the Starship Tical
[Verse 1: Method Man]
As I walk in the shadow of death
Sixteen men on a dead man's chest
Your host this evening, Mr H-O-T
N-I-X, you get splashed with the TEC
Nobody go 'til the god say so
You got a second or more to run for the door
Before I blow back off the map, contact
You didn't know Stat' could get down like that
Who want them test rocket launcher, yes
Mr. Meth, hold the fort, most def
Cats is dead wrong, song's too long
Get swung on, can't we all get along?
See my pinkie, see my thumb
See that kid with the pump shotgun?
Bust your gums, leave your whole shit numb
Hmm, now what's this? Smell like fish
Mr. Big Mouth, the gat be trout
You need to douche out your style, no doubt
Johnny struck through the Shaolin slum
Prum-prum-prum on my Shaolin drum
Niggas don't dare to step in the square
Kids ain't playing over here, playa
Only one way, and that's my way
Grim Reaper calling, Judgement Day
[Chorus]
Ten let the countdown begin
Nine, I was born in the mind
Eight, take the head of a snake
Seven, behold Armageddon
Six, ain't no love for the rich
Five, only strong will survive
Four, 'cause we live by the sword
Three, plus sixty degrees
Two, for the black and the blue
One, for the sun
Step into millennium

[Verse 2: Method Man]
The name of this one is "Judgement Day"
No more B.S., can't come out and play
Don't blame me, blame society
Type of chemistry for a live MC
Hands in the air like you just don't care
You all get a share, there's a party over here
Year 2000, keep bouncin'
T-Minus, thirty seconds and countin'
New York's finest, still wilding
Shaolin, at the full moon howling
Get 'til it's gone, Killa Bee kills
Only time will reveal like the words in the song
'Cause love's what I feel for my crew, bust steel
Niggas don't got to pay my bills
P.L.O., pack the slingshot flow
Plant the seed, let the garden grow
And stick that rhyme where the sun don't shine
Darts pierce your heart like the Valentine
This my "Tale From the Crypt," that's sick
Bloodbath, body bags and shit
UFC fighting championships
G.I. Joes with the kung-fu grip
Now you don't dare, to step in the square
Kids ain't playing over here, playa
Only one way, and that's my way
Grim Reaper calling, Judgement Day
Come on, I said come on
[Chorus]
Ten let the countdown begin
Nine, I was born in the mind
Eight, take the head of a snake
Seven, behold Armageddon
Six, ain't no love for the rich
Five, only strong will survive
Four, 'cause we live by the sword
Three, plus sixty degrees
Two, for the black and the blue
One, for the sun
Step into millennium

[Verse 1: Method Man]
As I walk in the shadow of death
Sixteen men on a dead man's chest
Your host this evening, Mr H-O-T
N-I-X, you get splashed with the TEC
Nobody go 'til the god say so
You got a second or more to run for the door
Before I blow back off the map, contact
You didn't know Stat' could get down like that
Who want them test rocket launcher, yes
Mr. Meth, hold the fort, most def
Cats is dead wrong, song's too long
Get swung on, can't we all get along?
See my pinkie, see my thumb
See that kid with the pump shotgun?
Bust your gums, leave your whole shit numb
Hmm, now what's this? Smell like fish
Mr. Big Mouth, the gat be trout
You need to douche out your style, no doubt
Johnny struck through the Shaolin slum
Prum-prum-prum on my Shaolin drum
Niggas don't dare to step in the square
Kids ain't playing over here, playa
Only one way, and that's my way
Grim Reaper calling, Judgement Day

[Chorus]
Ten let the countdown begin
Nine, I was born in the mind
Eight, take the head of a snake
Seven, behold Armageddon
Six, ain't no love for the rich
Five, only strong will survive
Four, 'cause we live by the sword
Three, plus sixty degrees
Two, for the black and the blue
One, for the sun
Step into millennium (Uh, uh)

[Outro]
Ten
Nine
Eight
Seven
Six
Five
Four
Three
Two
One
Step into millennium (Uh, uh)
Let the countdown begin
I was born in the mind
Take the head of a snake
Behold Armageddon
Ain't no love for the rich
Only strong will survive
'Cause we live by the sword
Plus sixty degrees
For the black and the blue
For the sun
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